It was the third of June, another sleepy dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
It was the third of June Another sleepy, dusty I was out chopping cotton And my brother was bailing hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked back
The food that I'm eating Is suddenly tasteless I know I'm alone now I know what it tastes like So break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare
Easy on the eyes Uneasy on the heart Sew my wrists shut Sew my wrists shut with hope Straining through the lights Shining bright I dare you to dream
I'm watching Kevin Arnold's Wonder Years Tearfully nostalgic for them days back in '69 When the world was all just me and Paul Playing football in the
Here we go Piece of shit car I got a piece of shit car That fuckin' pile of shit Never gets me very far My car's a big piece of shit 'Cause the shocks
Got to say I am there and You are for I had our best times Had it our way, best times But it's all I count Sit down, my soul I told you that my time
Sheena brought me to heaven Pet Semetary brought me to hell Mostly it took only two minutes But I remember those minutes well Rockaway beach made me
Get siked man, get siked man What's your direction Tell me what's wrong Tell me what's right What's your direction Think about somebody else For the
It was the third of June another sleepy dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was a bailin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
Wandering restless through the hillside on a cold December day, my solitary journey guided only by the pilgrims high in the sky. Fog invades the lands
It was the 3rd of June, another sleepy dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay. And at dinner time we stopped and
Lost out in deep space, it's hard to know where we are. Stuck out here someplace among the collapsing stars. Holed up in my ship without a power source
I don't quite know where the Mojave desert is located But I do know that Madonna gave an excellent performance On that day, in that place, just for me
It was the third of June Another sleepy, dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton And my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped And walked
It was the third of June another sleepy dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
(B. Gentry) It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we
I'm watching Kevin Arnold's Wonder Years Tearfully nostalgic for them days back in '69 When the world was all just me and Paul playing football in the